“You smell good.”
Dude smiled. That wasn’t what he thought she’d say. She was constantly surprising him.
“Thanks.” Dude stood in the dark parking lot holding an amazing woman and realized he didn’t want to let her go. “Can I take you home?”
“I need my car.”
“I don’t think you should be driving. I don’t know you all that well, but I imagine if you were in your right mind you never would have told me all of that other stuff. Am I right?” He felt her nod reluctantly against him and smiled. “Okay then. I’ll take you home. I’ll arrange for your car to get to your apartment.” Dude knew he could call any of his teammates to come and get it and drive it home for her.
Cheyenne was too tired to argue or even protest. It felt so good to be taken care of, she couldn’t remember a time when someone
